Host, You're Targeted

"Young master." Ting Yang knocked on the door outside. "Can I help you?"

Yan Huai negative hand and stand, drooping eyes to look at his court yuan, replied: "no need."

TingYang heard the cry for help inside suddenly disappeared, thought something was wrong with the court yuan.

According to his understanding of his childe, he is not the kind of person who can coax children patiently!

When he went out shopping with his son, he met the kind of child who cried with his son's thigh. His eyes were cruel to kick people away.

Besides, the child looks black and dirty. I don't think it's good-looking.

TingYang didn't think his childe would be so patient with the children he bought.

But since he said he didn't need help, he stood at the door.

In any case, it was a little fart boy to their waist, which could be picked up by one hand and thrown out the door.

The memory module is finally loaded, and Tingyuan is not dazed.

Aware of what the situation is now, Tingyuan slowly covers the root of his thigh and squats down to the bathtub.

"What are you doing?" Yan Huai grabbed his shoulder and said, "where should I hide?"

Tingyuan laughed two times: "ha ha You see, I'm naked. It's not suitable for me

"I think it's appropriate." Yan Huai squatted down and looked at him flat, "you are such a small person, will you feel shy? Aren't we all men? What do you have that I don't have? "

Tingyuan was so shy that he couldn't speak. His black face turned purple. The mottled scars on his body were particularly obvious on his red body.

"I..." Tingyuan grabbed his tail and held it up. He looked down at the edge of the barrel. He didn't dare to look at Yan Huai's eyes. "I have this. You don't have it."

There were also bruises on the tail, which was stained with water and all the hair was glued together.

Court yuan's body is really a lot of injuries.

Why on earth did this kid get hurt like this?

Scabby wounds should not be soaked in water for too long.

Yan Huai stopped teasing him.

He took back the hand on Tingyuan's shoulder, took the soap horn on one side, dipped it in water, and wiped Tingyuan twice.

"Wash yourself up quickly." Yan Huai put the saponin into the court yuan's hand, "can you wash it yourself?"

Tingyuan nodded fiercely with a saponin horn, and he would fall back when his feet slipped.

Yan Huai thought it was funny.

He buttoned the back of Tingyuan's head to straighten him up. He watched him stand firm on the edge of the barrel, and then he went outside the screen.

Tingyuan thought that Yanhuai had gone, but he was relieved.

He thought as he rubbed himself with soap, what is the situation now?

How did he become a little slave without father and mother's love when he entered the world?

And why is he still a child?

With what Yanhuai has been a juvenile appearance, he is still a naked ass egg on the ground running all right little fart child?

By what! For what? For what?

Max: "your counter offensive mission has never been successful. (smile) "

Tingyuan was so angry that he stomped his feet in the water. One accidentally slipped his foot and sat down in the water and choked with saliva.

"Poof --"

Yanhuai lifted him out of the water, put down his stool in the water and sat outside the barrel.

"Keep washing." Yan Huai knocked on the edge of the barrel, "I'll sit here and watch you, you won't choke water any more. Don't worry."

Tingyuan: "it is Who can rest assured when being watched by others!